Don Mclean-Starry Starry Night Cover

Mood saya adalah sangat down hari ini. Tidak tahu apa puncanya atau apa penyebabnya. buat kerja pun serasa mcm tidak best. makan dan minum pun lagi lah tidak best. mengalahkan orang bercinta atau putus cinta kan.
Saya layan Youtube tapi semua yang bikin banjir saja. Last sekali saya buka ini budak punya link di youtube n yang best nya link ni auto play untuk semua klip2 yg dia download. So saya tidak perlu lah klik sana klik sini bikin penat dalam mood yang yang macam hampagas ni. So saya just kasi minimize saja n layan lagu2 yang dia nanyi sendiri. Suara pun boleh tahan. macam bikin cair saja. sumpah saya cair Suddenly saya tertarik dengan lagu ni dengan suaranya yang best.. betul mengalahkan org yang bercinta saya ni. Orang yang baru kawin pun kalah Tapi tidak apalah cakap banyak pun tidak guna bikin orang termuntah saja kan... so siapa yang dengar lagu ni dengar lah sampai termuntah-muntah di sebabkan suara dia ni. Tapi yang bikin buduh kan bila saya dengar lagu ni saya nanges.. Syabas untuk si penyanyi ni sebab berjaya mininggal kan kesan di hati saya...


Starry, starry night.

Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.

Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...